Bringing some shocking pranks to the Cultivation World
Chapter 48 - 48 41 What is this

48: Chapter 41 What is this?

A desire?!

48: Chapter 41 What is this?

A desire?!

“Your Majesty, you’ve finally awakened.”

What a day!

Zhou Li suddenly jolted awake.

The moment he opened his eyes, the full-bodied figure, wrapped in a honey-like warm fragrance, pounced into Zhou Li’s embrace, revealing a neck as slender and graceful as that of a white swan.

The woman slightly lifted her chin, her eyes brimming with emotion and fervor.

She gazed at Zhou Li’s handsome face, a cherry blush appearing on her snow-white cheeks.

“Your Majesty, I…”

Her fingers, as white and delicate as jade, lightly stroked Zhou Li’s chest, moved upwards, and finally rested upon Zhou Li’s lips.

The woman blinked playfully and asked softly, “I want to eat you up.”

At this moment, Zhou Li’s mind went blank.

He threw back the luxurious silk duvet and gazed at the nude beauty in his arms, momentarily transfixed.

“Hmm?”

Suddenly, as if realizing something, Zhou Li flung back the covers again and looked at the beauty whose face was tinged with a faint blush, seemingly waiting for Zhou Li to do something.

After a brief silence, Zhou Li frowned and said, “Why am I dressed?”

The beauty smiled radiantly, her beauty beyond description, her silvery, delicate laughter ringing pleasantly.

She looked at Zhou Li, her voice soft as water, “Then shall I help Your Highness undress?”

“No, it’s not that.”

Zhou Li slowly sat up and looked around his opulent palace.

He sighed deeply and expressed, “I just feel it’s somewhat cumbersome wearing clothes, as if I haven’t liked wearing them before, as though they had been restraining me.”

“Hmm?”

Her exquisite eyebrows slightly raised, the beauty’s every movement was graceful.

She gently climbed on top of Zhou Li, following his gaze towards the magnificent doors engraved with nine-clawed golden dragons, and the kilometer-long steps symbolizing the Emperor’s grandeur, her breath lingering around Zhou Li’s ear.

“Your Majesty, you are now the Master of the Realm, Emperor of the multitudes.

Under your reign, Da Ming knows peace and order, tributes pour in from all directions, and wars have ceased.

The common folk live and work in contentment, everyone has enough food and clothing, there’s no more poverty or illness.

Now, I am spending a wonderful night with you, a dream worth more than a thousand pieces of gold…

What a wonderful moment.”

“Is that so?”

Stretching out his hand and touching his head, Zhou Li looked blankly at the splendid palace and the luxurious Dragon Throne nearby, “You say the seas are calm and the rivers clear, the different directions pay homage?”

“Yes.”

The woman gently caressed Zhou Li’s cheek, softly saying:

“Now in Da Ming, there are no more corrupt officials.

Every official dedicates themselves wholeheartedly to seeking happiness for the people.

All countries in the world have submitted to Da Ming, annually paying tribute and homage.”

“And you say the common people live in peace and happiness, everyone can eat their fill and keep warm, with no poverty or illness?”

Zhou Li stroked his chin, voicing his doubts.

In the face of Zhou Li’s skepticism, the woman paused only a moment before laughing softly and saying, “Of course, under your rule, Da Ming sees no famished corpses, every household’s granaries are full.

How could there be illness or poverty?”

Zhou Li went silent, his eyes filled with clear bewilderment.

After a moment, he tilted his head, asking hesitantly, “Then why haven’t I died yet?”

“Ah?”

This time, the woman was taken aback.

After a moment, she forced a smile and said quietly:

“How can Your Majesty speak such foolish words?

You have become the sovereign of all under heaven, owning thousands of acres of fertile land, with gold and silver treasures inexhaustible for use, and all the beauties of the world admire you.

Dukes, generals, ministers, and nobles are at your behest.

With such a wonderful life, how can you speak of death?”

Finished speaking, the bewilderment in Zhou Li’s eyes deepened.

He frowned, looking at the woman, and firmly said, “Right, that’s why I should be dead already.”

“If the poverty in the world has already been eradicated, then how can someone like me, who controls a great deal of production materials, is completely incapable of producing corresponding value, and also sustains a highly centralized Feudal Remnants, possibly survive?”

Zhou Li watched as a look of confusion slowly appeared on the woman’s face, his hunter’s instincts suddenly activated, he said with exasperation:

“How were you taught, how were you taught?

How did you study politics in high school?

The existence of the feudal class is a critical factor impeding social progress.

If the feudal class is not eradicated, it means that liberation is not at all complete, one could even say it’s utterly unachieved.”

The woman’s face showed an even deeper puzzlement; just as she was about to speak, Zhou Li patted the dragon head carving beside him and said:

“All this has to do with integrating knowledge points, which are the foundation of everything.

If you say there are no corrupt officials, then it must mean that the appointment system and the official system are extremely well-developed, and the people’s educational resources are sufficient to support a strong sense of morality, which proves that the production level must be extremely high.

So how could there possibly be a breeding ground for feudal remnants like me?”

Watching the woman who seemed about to pass out from the explanation, Zhou Li sighed, shook his head helplessly, and flipped out of bed, casually picking up a piece of clothing to throw on.

At this moment, the woman came to her senses and quickly asked:

“Your Majesty, what are you going to do?”

“Guide them.”

Zhou Li turned around, frowning and sighing:

“It’s definitely the wrong direction; feudal notions are still too deeply rooted in people’s hearts.

I must now go and give them ideological guidance, at the very least to disseminate knowledge about the production relations and social system.

The revolution can still be carried out now, but if it’s delayed a few more years, the concept of the divine right of kings might resurface, making it increasingly difficult to eradicate the remnants of feudalism.”

“Revolution?”

The woman looked at Zhou Li, who was full of righteousness, and asked blankly, “Whose lives are you changing?”

“Nonsense.”

Zhou Li picked up the longsword beside him, casually tossed the dragon robe aside, and said matter-of-factly:

“I’m obviously changing my own.”

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“Damn it!”

Zhou Li suddenly woke up, the jade-like beauty in his arms gone, the splendid palace gone, replaced by a dilapidated temple housing a clay god statue.

Subconsciously, he lifted the robe covering him and, upon confirming that he truly was without clothes, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, the Strong Desire Pot, looking like crap pinched off by an ancient god, floated in front of Zhou Li, fixating on the young man with an apologetic and utterly baffled expression.

Before Zhou Li could fully recover his wits, the Strong Desire Pot, as if looking at a monster, circled around him, sizing him up.

Moments later, it scratched its face with its handle, making a sound like glass scraping stone.

“You… you passed my test?”

Huh?

Why a question?

Looking at the equally puzzled Zhou Li, the Strong Desire Pot smacked its lips, struggling to say, “Your… your desires exceed my comprehension.

Logically, you should be considered a failure to the Strong Desire environment’s challenge, just like your companion.”

Looking over at Tang Wan lying on the ground, radiating happiness, continuously mumbling, cheeks puffed out like a hamster, clenching two little fists in a Little Fist Stone pose, Zhou Li’s mouth twitched slightly.

“But…”

After tilting its spout, the Strong Desire Pot, with a mix of puzzlement and confusion, slowly said, “Your desire is both pure and strange.

I can’t understand what it is that you desire, so the illusion crumbled.”

After sizing up Zhou Li once more, the Strong Desire Pot hissed, then compromised, “Fine, let’s just say you passed.

After all, in all these years, aside from you, there was only one guy who saw through the illusion, and that guy ended up turned into a stone statue, such an irony of fate.”

“So, you’re a test?”

Zhou Li came back to his senses and looked at the Strong Desire Pot, asking, “Since I’ve passed, is there a reward?”

“A reward, of course there is…”

Just as the Strong Desire Pot chuckled, seeming about to produce something from within itself, Zhou Li suddenly heard a gust of wind.

“Damn it!”

With a delicate shout, a girl who had suddenly awakened performed a beautiful golden spinning punch and landed a fist right on the face of the Pot of Avarice.

Accompanied by a cry of pain from the pot, Tang Wan clutched her knee, bent over, face flushed red, panting heavily, shouting with lingering fear:

“I’m a man!

What do you mean by tempting me with a naked man?!”